Debonair - The Afghan Whigs

Written by：h/Greg Dulli

Hear me now and don't forget

I'm not the man my actions would suggest

A little boy I'm tied to you

I fell apart that's what I always do

This ain't about regret

My conscience can't be found

This time I won't repent

Somebody's going down

Feel it now and don't resist

This time the anger's better than the kiss

I must admit when so inclined

I tend to lose it than confront my mind

'Cause it don't bleed and it don't breathe

It's locked it's jaws and now it's swallowing

It's in our heart it's in our head

It's in our love baby it's in our bed

Tonight I go to hell

For what I've done to you

This ain't about regret

It's when I tell the truth

Oh oh oh oohh

Oh oh oh oohh

And once again the monster speaks

Reveals his face and searches for relief

A little boy is tied to you

Attracted only till it comes unglued

And it don't bleed and it don't breathe

It's locked it's jaws and now it's swallowing

It's in our heart it's in our head

It's in our love baby it's in our bed

Tonight I go to hell

For what I've done to you

This ain't about regret

It's when I tell the truth

Tonight I go to hell

For what I've done to you

It's not about regret